Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Butterfly ❯ Reacting ( Chapter 20 )

Disclaimer: Nope, Naruto still isn't mine.

A/N: Good news folks, this fic is officially qualified to be posted on AFF! In other words, this is a lemon *holds out an yellow citrus fruit* This is a lemon *points to a perfectly fine looking car that breaks down every five minutes* This, is a lemon *points to 1st scene of chapter 20 of the fic*

So, this chapter contains scenes with graphic sexuality, reader discretion is advised. I did consider cutting the lemon scene for FF.net seeing as they're picky about things like that but…the chapter was really short and lame without it and I did get some specific requests from people on FF.net for a lemon. So, if you don't want to read it, its really simple, just skip the first scene of this chapter. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy…its my first ^^

And a huge thank you, hug and cookie go to Fly for helping me write it.

Thanks again to everyone who has been reviewing, especially you, my devoted readers who review every chapter. I can't express how much it means to me. So I'll just have to settle for the inadequacies of Thank you.

Oh, and about the cut on Sakura's hand and Sasuke's arm band things from his ANBU uniform…seeing as I forgot to write it in, we'll just say that those were taken care of in the last chapter sometime between when Sasuke got back and they laid down on the bed…work?

So here's the latest chapter, sorry for the lateness, I've been out of the house a lot of the day and was suffering a migraine for a while. But here it is, and I'll see you all next time ^-^

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The Butterfly: Chapter 20

By: Tea Leaf / Banana Soap

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As it turned out, he didn't have to do anything.

She shifted suddenly, moving to lie fully on top of him and sliding upwards against him slightly so that their eyes were even.

Her arms were crossed over his chest, lifting her up slightly.

She watched him for a moment, a small secret smile playing on her lips.

He raised his eyebrow slightly at her.

Her smile widened as she pressed her lips to his. Just a soft, chaste contact at first but soon they parted slightly and she pulled his bottom lip between hers, sucking on it gently as he responded by doing the same to her upper one.

Her hands moved up from his chest, trailing over his shoulders, over his neck and along his jaw to finally tangle in his hair, as she ran her tongue over his lower lip and then slipped past to tangle with his, sending hot darts of desire thrumming through them both.

His hands traveled down the long muscles of her back and up again, sending shivers down her spine.

She pulled away from his lips and sat up, her legs moving to straddle his waist as his hands traveled down her back and rested at the base of her spine.

She pulled her hands back down his neck and chest and brought them to the hem of her shirt, a seductive smile flitted across her mouth as she pulled off the garment in a fluid motion and tossed it aside. His eyes roved her curvaceous form in appreciation, as his hands moved of their own accord up the now bare skin of her back and unclasped her bra as she pulled down the zipper of his ANBU vest.

He sat up with her still sitting in his lap and slowly pulled slipped the scrap of lace off of her taught breasts, teasing her nipples with the fabric as he did. Tossing it aside, he reached for her, but she pushed him back, as she slipped his vest off his shoulders, then grabbed the edge of his shirt pulled it off, pressing her breasts against the freshly bared skin.

She tilted her hips forward slightly as she pressed her upper body closer to his, closing her eyes and giving a slight hum of appreciation as she savored to contact. He was so warm.

His hands moved firmly back up her spine, pressing her more solidly against him as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he lowered his mouth the small patch of soft, sensitive skin behind her ear.

She hummed softly again as he kissed the spot and flicked his tongue against it lightly, feeling liquid heat pooling into her nether regions.

She unwrapped her arms from his neck and moved her hands to his shoulders, pushing him back so he was lying on the bed again.

She lowered with him, her long hair falling like a curtain around them, and kissed him deeply again but with more intensity this time, ravishing his mouth. Her mouth shifted and trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses along his jaw as her hands massaged his shoulders and neck, and glided along his collarbones. She loved the texture of his muscles playing under his skin.

He kneaded the flesh of back, relishing her shivers. Her spine was just so sensitive. His hands passed between her shoulder blades and paused as he felt scar tissue.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice breathy as she moved away from his earlobe so that she could look into his eyes.

He looked at her for a long time. The color was slightly heightened at her cheekbones; her lips were a darker shade of red and slightly fuller than normal. The doors that were normally shut in her eyes were open and heat was starting to rise in them.

"I'm sorry I gave you this scar." He answered eventually, his fingers tracing over the mark on her back, his eyes holding hers, willing her to see his sincerity.

She frowned slightly then smiled.

"Don't be, it's my favorite one." She responded against his lips before kissing him again, heat seeming to radiate from her.

He kissed her back passionately, his tongue dueling with hers then plundering her mouth. His hands started to move again, traveling back down her spine and up along her sides then back down over her hips to massage her thighs before moving back and gripping her waist as he rolled them so that she was now beneath him.

He let his body rest heavily on hers. She groaned slightly into his mouth at the jolt that had shot through her at the heavier contact with him still between her legs as she wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed one of her legs against his.

His hands traveled from her waist along her flat stomach and then up the sides of her ribcage, his thumbs running along the undersides of her breasts. She arched into him, moaning softly at the pure sensation his touch brought.

His mouth left hers and moved to her neck, trailing nibbling kisses down the sensitive skin there as his hands moved to cup and massage her full breasts.

She moaned as he had his mouth on her throat, near the pulse at the base, and loved the feel of the ensuing vibrations against his lips.

His laved the pulse point with his tongue and she shivered as her hands kneaded the muscles in his shoulders and the back of his neck.

She moaned and arched into his hands as his fingers plucked delicately at her nipples, teasing them to taut peaks. He sucked hard at her pulse point as he felt the vibrations once more, leaving a mark there. Branding her.

His mouth trailed along her collarbone and then moved lower, over the swell of pale flesh and captured the hardened rose tip. She gasped and tangled her fingers in his hair, holding him to her as he laved and suckled her nipple.

Bolts of pleasure shot through her, tangling in a growing knot in her stomach.

His mouth shifted to the twin on the other side of her chest and the fingers of one hand replaced his mouth as his other hand moved down her toned stomach and kneaded her abdomen.

She groaned and bit her lip as she ground her hips against his, smirking slightly when she heard him groan back against her breast.

His lips trailed downwards, following the slight indentation in the middle of her stomach with his tongue, pausing to dip into her belly button.

His hands in the meantime popped open the snap on her pants and pulled down the zipper. He pulled away from her, sitting up and sliding her black pants over her hips and down her curvaceous legs.

He tossed the garment aside and grasped her slim ankles, leaning into the curve to flick his tongue in the hollows there before massaging his way up her calves. He paused again at her knees to kiss and lick the sensitive undersides before his hands continued up her powerful thighs, making a slow torturous trail upwards, only to stop at the edge of her panties.

{Mmm…Black lace} his ego commented with approval as his conscience nodded vigorously in agreement as he tried valiantly to stifle his nosebleed.

He hooked his thumbs in the garment and pulled it off smoothly, tossing it aside as well.

Before he could settle between her thighs again, she sat up and clasped her hands behind his neck, pulling him toward her as she kissed him voraciously. She hooked one of her legs behind his back and moved one hand to his shoulder and pushed him off balance, sending him onto the bed so that he now lay on his back with her on top of him again.

Her hands trailed fire down his chest as she lightly raked her nails across it, making patterns. He shuddered in response. Her mouth devoured his, she thrust her tongue into his mouth only to pull it back out, teasing him to follow her back into her own mouth. He took the bait, and she sucked his tongue into her mouth, her hands slid lower, rubbing against his hardened member rhythmically, mimicking her suckling on his tongue.

His hands slid over her now bare thighs as her mouth left his and trailed hot, breathless kissed down his neck and across his pectorals, pausing to nibble and suck at one of his brown nipples.

His eyes rolled back and his hips ground against her as fire seared through him.

She moaned at the contact against her bared sex.

Her hands made quick work of his belt, button and fly as her mouth took his again.

Her hand slipped inside his now open pants and grasped him gently and began to rub him firmly. He groaned into her mouth as his hands grasped her waist and flipped them again.

He pulled away for a second, quickly shucking his pants and boxer-briefs before turning back to her and finding her sitting up, forcing him to sit back on his haunches.

She moved towards him and her thighs slipped around his hips again as she pressed her chest to his and brought her mouth to his. His hand slipped between them, running along and pressing through her damp nether lips.

She cried out softly into his mouth as his digits deliberately brushed against her sensitive nub and began rubbing it rhythmically.

She bit his lip and reached between them as well, guiding his hard member to her entrance and sliding down smoothly onto him. She moaned as he filled her and he bit back a groan as her tight walls clamped over his hardened shaft.

She undulated her body against him, rolling her hips to sink deeper onto him. She felt deliciously full as another jolt joined the knot of lightning that was tightening in her stomach.

She rolled against him again and he pushed back against her, both gasping at the delicious friction as she rode him, until their bodies were slick and their breathing was ragged.

He rolled with her onto the bed and raised her leg over his shoulder once she was beneath him. She moaned at the new contact as he started moving again, thrusting into her hard and heavy. She could do naught but writhe beneath him, as he pounded into her over and over, delicious sensations coursing through her.

The ball of lightning in her stomach tightened and tightened as she kept her darkened jade eyes locked on his smoldering ebony ones. His hand slipped between them, his fingers brushing that nub again and the knot snapped sending lighting zinging across all of her nerve endings as she cried out his name in ecstasy.

Her inner muscles clamped tightly around him robbing him of the last of his stamina as the inferno that had been growing inside him finally consumed him and he collapsed on top of her, her name on his lips.

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She kept her eyes open with sheer force of will. She didn't want to fall asleep. She didn't want to wake up and find out it wasn't real.

Her arms were around his shoulders and neck, holding him to her tightly, his weight pressing her into the mattress.

She loved the full body contact. She loved that he had fallen asleep on her. Part of her didn't want him to wake up, that part just wanted to stay like this forever.

Her eyelids were heavy and she fought off a yawn. Her whole body felt heavy but it was her heart that was the heaviest.

Another part of her wanted to fall asleep and wanted this to be dream. She didn't want to have to deal with the repercussions of tonight. She didn't want to reopen the huge can of worms that constituted her relationship with him. She wanted to be over him.

But she'd never really been over him. She would never really be over him. And in the darkness, she could admit that to herself.

Her arms tightened a bit around him. Now that she could hold on to him, she didn't want to let him go.

Darkness coated the room, alleviated briefly by the faint glimmer of moonlight that filtered through the gauzy curtains. It was warm and secluded, this room. It felt cut off from the rest of the world.

She sighed softly and allowed her eyes to drift shut. Right now she didn't have to let him go. So right now, she wouldn't.

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Tsunade adjusted her surgical mask as she stared at the bare slab on which Kakashi rested. His condition hadn't changed. He still looked like a corpse.

He lay naked on the metallic table except for a blanket that hid his body from the waist down. Spidery runes had been painted all over his torso, a large symbol painted over his heart.

Her jaw set beneath her mask. Hopefully, her theory was right and by day's end, Kakashi would be back to his conscious, living self again.

She closed her eyes and performed several seals with her hands. Chakra crackled from her right hand's fingertips. She placed them on his skin, filling the spaces in the pattern that covered his heart.

The words on his skin began to glow and then rushed up Tsunade's fingertips before being channeled into the symbol over Kakashi's heart and disappearing into his blood stream.

Her eyes closed as she gave her utmost concentration to the task at hand.

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His eyes cracked open and he winced slightly at the bright sunlight filtering through the window.

But then he smirked. Smugly. He couldn't help it.

His hand reached out beside him expecting to find another body occupying the bed and frowned when he discovered himself alone.

{Where did she---} The thought didn't bother to finish itself as the sound of rushing water reached his ears from the direction of the bathroom.

He smirked again.

His ego did too.

He dragged his still naked body out from under the covers of the bed and paused to laugh at himself as he caught a glimpse of his reflection. His hair looked like a rats nest, there was a bluish mark on the curve of his jaw near his right ear and there were several scratch marks on his shoulders and chest. He shook his head and walked into the bathroom. Steam assaulted him.

He glared slightly; she was going to use up all the hot water.

Well, if she didn't intend to leave any hot water for him, he'd simply share her hot water.

He walked over to the shower stall, opened the door and stepped in.

She whipped around and stared at him.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Conserving water." He answered as he moved her out of the way of the hot spray, enjoying the look of the few lingering suds of soap that clung to her wet skin before letting the scalding water wash over him.

She blinked at him for a second, still a little shocked before uttering and indignant "Hey!" and trying to shove him out of the way of the hot spray. He caught her against him easily.

"Good morning." He said before sealing his lips to hers.

She blinked again, taken by surprise once more. She smiled.

"Good morning." She answered as she pulled his head down for another kiss.

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A little while and all the hot water later, they found themselves in the kitchen, he in a pair of drawstring pajama pants, she in one of his white button down shirts, both enjoying large cups of coffee as they sat across from each other at the table.

Sakura was sure she was glowing, she felt like she was glowing. She just couldn't seem to wipe the smile off her face or stop looking at him. She really did love to look at him. {That mark looks so sexy on his jaw} her inner self smirked.

Sasuke was definitely glad he had turned down that mission. He really didn't care what Tsunade tried to do to punish him for it, he'd be able to take it, he felt invincible. His ego was reclining with a definite smirk of satisfaction; his conscience was still in that happy daze mode. He himself was feeling a good deal of both.

He looked back at her across the table. That was how she was supposed to look. Her eyes were bright and open, colored a vibrant shade of sea foam green. Her cheeks had a little color to them; her lips were still a bit swollen. And she was smiling; she was smiling that soft smile he remembered from when they were twelve. That smile she had always saved for him, complimented by his mark that beat with her pulse at the base of her throat.

Neither of them could really think of anything to say at the moment so they simply said nothing and enjoyed the moment.

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Tsunade crashed onto the bed in one of the empty sickrooms. She was drained. It had taken her longer than she'd thought to find any lasting traces of the butterfly. It appeared to have been steadily dissolving more and more as time had passed.

The good news though, she'd found the damn insect regardless. So, assuming the rest of her theory was correct as well, all she had to do now was remove the creature and cleanse Kakashi's system of the poison and he would wake up.

The bad news was that the butterfly had lodged itself in a vein that ran along his spinal cord, and was specifically stuck beside the nervous cord that ran through the vertebrae at the base of his skull.

The operation was going to be very dangerous.

She reached out an exhausted hand and pushed the nurse call button. A few moments later a young woman in a pristine uniform stepped through the door.

"Yes, Godaime-sama?" the young woman questioned.

"I'm going to rest for a few hours. I'm going to need a message send out to a few people around the village." She began.

The nurse pulled out a pen and a pad and jotted down the instructions.

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A loud pounding came from the door.

Sasuke and Sakura both glared at it, how dare someone interrupt their morning afterglow!

"You know, ever since I put up that sign I seem to be getting harassed even more. I think it must be baiting them." Sasuke muttered as he stood up.

Sakura laughed softly as she watched him go to the door.

There was a brief, muffled conversation followed by the sound of ripping paper and the door closing.

He walked back into the kitchen holding a note in one hand while the other one crumpled up the "Go Away" sign and tossed it into the trash bin.

"What is it?" she asked him as he came back to the table.

"It's from Tsunade. Says that she's figured out what's wrong with Kakashi and that a surgery will be required. However, the surgery is highly risky and so she's suggesting we come and see him before he goes under the knife." He answered as he tossed the note over to her.

She picked it up and read it carefully as her forehead creased into a frown and she bit her lip. Worry clouded her previously clear eyes.

Sasuke watched her, trying very hard to ignore the steel band that had returned its vise-like grip around his lungs.